Yang Muxi's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she stared intently at Jiang Chen. "Jiang Yan, what do you want to say?"

"If it's to persuade me to give up assassinating the emperor, then there's no need to mention it."

Ignoring her resistance, Jiang Chen said solemnly, "You can't kill the emperor, at least not now!"

Yang Muxi's pretty face instantly froze with ice, and her gaze was as cold as a sword's edge, but beneath the tough exterior was a heart full of grievances.

Many people didn't understand her idea of assassinating the emperor, and some even insulted her because of it, but she didn't care.

But Jiang Yan, the man who once supported her, applauded her, and was even considered a confidant, was now going back on his word and trying to stop her.

Were all those words he said before lies?

The more Yang Muxi thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and a faint, inexplicable disappointment even welled up in her heart.

This unfamiliar emotion made her feel a little lost, and she could only treat Jiang Chen coldly.

Perhaps, if she stayed away from this person, she could return to normal.

Faced with such angry eyes, Jiang Chen felt a little helpless.

In the past, he could coax those concubines who were sulking with him by rewarding them with some jewelry.

But Yang Muxi, such an extraordinary woman, didn't value these material possessions. It was difficult to coax her!

Putting on his most sincere look, Jiang Chen grabbed Yang Muxi's slender hand and spoke first, ノ亅丶說壹2З

"Sect Leader Yang, you're killing the tyrant to bring peace and stability to the people, right?"

Yang Muxi was startled by his bold move, and for a moment, she didn't know how to react. She could only nod blankly, following Jiang Chen's words.

Succeeding in his scheme, Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Willingness to talk meant that there was still room for redemption.

He leaned in again and said, "Sect Leader Yang, the current emperor has no son, but there are warlords entrenched in various regions."

"In this situation, if you kill the emperor, wouldn't the world fall into war?"

Yang Muxi frowned slightly, disagreeing. "There's no bloodless revolution in the world."

"Compared to being worked to death by the court's corvée labor, starving to death from lack of food, or being beaten to death like livestock by members of aristocratic families, isn't it better to die on the path of revolution, to die on the road of fighting for justice?"

"I believe that compared to eking out a living and being bullied, most people would rather dedicate themselves to resistance."

Looking at the righteous and stern Yang Muxi, Jiang Chen thought to himself, 'How naive.'

Perhaps the people at the end of a dynasty would think that way, but the Great Wei hadn't reached that point yet!

Besides, with him in charge, even if the Great Wei really reached the point of collapse, he could prop up the sky with his own hands.

"Sect Leader Yang, I admit that what you said makes some sense, but you've overlooked one thing... that is, the people who can't afford to eat are ultimately a minority. Most people, although their lives are difficult, can still manage."

At this point, Jiang Chen paused, and said meaningfully, "But if you kill the emperor, you'll be pushing this group of people who can afford to eat into the fire!"

"If the emperor dies suddenly and there's no successor, the warlords in various regions will definitely take the opportunity to rise up!"

"At that time, war will break out everywhere, bones will be exposed in the wilderness, and dozens of prefectures and counties in Great Wei will face the disaster of war. Is this the catastrophe you want to see?"

Yang Muxi's heart suddenly tightened.

She didn't care about her own life, but the four words 'the people of the world' were too heavy, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen exerted his strength again and said, "Moreover, even if the people pay the price and the troubled times are pacified."

"But can you guarantee that the next person to take the throne will definitely be a wise ruler?"

"If he's also a murderous tyrant, indulging in pleasure, wouldn't the people's blood be shed in vain? Isn't this consequence contrary to your original intention?"

This rhetorical question, like a poisoned dagger, pierced Yang Muxi's heart.

Her pretty face turned pale instantly, her perfectly shaped pink lips also lost their color, and even her always straight spine showed signs of bending.

Her bewildered and helpless posture was far from her usual aloof and飒爽 appearance, making people couldn't help but feel pity.

But Jiang Chen's eyes were burning with heat, wanting to bully this 'Sect Leader' even more, preferably to make her cry for mercy, clinging to him softly and weakly...

Putting away the inappropriate thoughts in his mind, Jiang Chen maintained his pretense of being a decent person and coughed lightly.

"Ahem, Sect Leader Yang, just like what I said to those scholars just now, since you think the imperial court isn't perfect, then put your effort into building it, instead of resorting to violent rebellion at every turn."

"What's the difference between this kind of behavior of using force to violate the law and aristocratic families relying on their power to bully others?"

Jiang Chen was full of fallacies, trying to confuse Yang Muxi.

The poor Sect Leader was inexperienced in the world. Although she felt that some of Jiang Chen's words were strange, she didn't know how to refute them, so she suppressed the doubts in her heart and obediently accepted the lesson.

Occasionally, she dared to weakly raise a question: "But, if what you said is true, then wouldn't the tyrant be unrestrained and able to act recklessly?"

"He forcibly took his minister's wife and killed loyal officials... If he's not given a lesson, how will he restrain himself?"

Jiang Chen looked at Yang Muxi, who was still dissatisfied, and his mouth twitched slightly.

These rumors were really harmful! Now, probably 90% of the people in Great Wei saw him, the emperor, that way!

Putting away his thoughts, Jiang Chen continued to coax her, "What's so difficult about that?"

"People can change. As long as there are virtuous and righteous people by the emperor's side to guide him to change, wouldn't these problems be solved?"

Yang Muxi's watery eyes lit up, feeling that this idea was feasible.

She eagerly said, "That's a good idea!"

"Then I won't kill the emperor. How about I sneak into the palace and force the tyrant to issue an imperial edict of self-condemnation?"

"Isn't he lustful? If he doesn't comply, I'll castrate him! In this way, I can both persuade him to be good and prevent the world from falling into war!"

"Jiang Yan, what do you think of my idea?"

Jiang Chen's face turned dark.

He couldn't wait to reveal his identity immediately, bring Yang Muxi to justice on the spot, and properly assert his husband's authority!

On the other hand, Jing Yue and the others had strange expressions on their faces, seemingly trying hard to suppress their laughter, while also marveling at Yang Muxi's 'brilliant plan'.

As expected of the woman His Majesty had taken a liking to, she was indeed special enough.

After a long while, Jiang Chen finally found his voice, and said with a forced smile, "Sect Leader Yang, an edict of self-condemnation can't be issued casually."

"I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible!"

Not hearing the gnashing of teeth in Jiang Chen's words, Yang Muxi frowned and said, "Isn't it common sense to admit mistakes when you've done something wrong?"

"Compared to those who died innocently, this tyrant is only reflecting on himself. Is he unwilling to accept such a light punishment?"

Jiang Chen had a headache and reluctantly compromised, "How about this, give me some time, and I'll try my best to persuade my imperial brother to be good, okay?"

Yang Muxi had long guessed whether Jiang Chen was a prince, so she wasn't surprised at this time.

She only asked suspiciously, "Are you telling the truth?"

"The tyrant is your brother, how can you sincerely help me, an outsider?"